You Make Me Sick - Saving Abel

You make me sick

You make me sick

You make me sick

Here comes Mr. Cool, thinks he’s looking real fine

All dressed in black, tattoos he found online

But getting real loose in his daddy’s Cadillac

Still living with his mom, yeah in a three room shack

You make me sick (sick. sick…)

You make me sick

Look at all these little girls looking for their dreams

Living off these sexualites who’s life ain’t what they seem

You make me sick (sick. sick…)

You make me sick

Do us all a favor and make it end quick

You make me sick

Look at Mr. TV man tryna spread the news

All I hear is lies about time to tell the truth

You make me sick (sick. sick…)

You make me sick

Do us all a favor and make it end real quick

You make me sick

Hey there politician with your painted on grin

Don’t forget to free the hands of the ones that got you in

You only seem to care about that money that you make

Your livin in that shitty grin that’s planted on your face

You make me sick (sick. sick…)

You make me sick

Do us all a favor and make it end real quick

You make me sick, aha

You make me sick (sick. sick…)

You make me sick

You make me sick

You make me sick

Do us all a favor and make it end quick

You make me sick